Phife Dawg - Only a Coward Lyrics

Wooh, yeah, uh
Da-dada-dada-dada-da
Phife Diggy in the place to be
Dada-dada-da
Beat courtesy of 9th Wonder, uh huh yeah
North Cackalack in the house
I don't know what some people be thinking, fam
(Da-dada-dada-dada-da)
It's time to like, for real, grow up (Dada-dada-da)
For real

Okay fam, you've got some explaining to do
Three kids at home for self while you smokin' with crew? (come on)
The iciest of jewels, three, four foreign whips
Sending cash to random chick, can't take your seeds on a trip?
They lookin' malnourished, you don't even care
For dinner: bags of Funyuns, trail mix, gummy bears?
You need your ass whooped, can't be right upstairs
Lookin' like a million bucks, won't do that baby girl's hair?
Jordans one to twelve, three pair each
Basement full of equipment, I ain't heard one beat
Baby mamas ain't no better, was hoping things would pan out
But you frontin' like you Diddy, of course they got their hand out
Send the kids to granny so the whole hood can hang out
You the Don of the town! Damn, what people do to stand out
Spontaneous cookouts 'til them pockets hit a drought
A cee-lo game turned bad? Your son's about to pull out

Only a coward (damn)
You better get your ish together (yeah)
Only a coward, uh
Understand you ain't gettin' no younger
Only a coward (come on, man)
Da-dada-dada-dada-da (uh huh)
Da-dada-dada-da (right)
Dada-dada-da (right)
Right
(Now here we go)

Hey mama, tell me what's on your mind?
His broke, drug-dealing ass is just a waste of your time
Physical, verbal abuse is not cool
Son ain't think about you, won't pick his kids up from school?
I recall you rolling with son for that work (uh huh)
Amtrak'ing it for self, weekly rental from Hertz
All you were doing was dirt, son was chasing them skirts
And to make matters worse, for your sister he thirsts?
What kills me is seeing your smile at the wedding
Though, you knowingly knew how I wanted to dead him
But I get it, you were happy about being a wife
But from jump, I knew son wasn't about that life
And since I love you to death, and as your B-F-F
He put his hands on you again, I'm bringing it to his chest
Fronting like he got streets locked from B-more from Denver
But the sound of the click-clack will make his ass surrender

Fuckin' coward (come on son)
You better get your ish together (yeah)
Only a coward, uh (only a coward, baby)
Understand that we ain't gettin' no younger
Only a coward (real talk)
Da-dada-dada-dada-da (uh, yeah)
Da-dada-dada-da (yeah, yeah)
Dada-dada-da
Heh heh heh heh
(Alright, now here we go)

Girl named Amina, UAB senior
Born in B-Ham, raised in Charlotte
Labeled as a harlot
Graduating early, fine, yet surly
Stripper at the palace, they call her Miss Pearly
Hmm, wonder why? Fronting like she shy
Future seem bright, ass just right
Met the wrong dude, now she F'ing up in school
Fast-forward, dropped out, two seeds popped out
Dreams of Hollywood, wanted to be an actress
Part-timer at the vault, but made long moolah on that mattress
Your porn star's favorite porn star and then some
Lines of coke became a passion, fuck whoever, no Magnums?
Shorty, word? That's how we living?
Barely a pot to piss in? Disregarding your children?
How a life full of promise gonna get up so horrid?
Six-month preg, pop, pop, shorty forfeit?
Shorty offed it? Damn, damn

You better get your ish together
Only a coward
Understand that we ain't gettin' no younger
Only a coward (uh)
Da-dada-dada-dada-da (right)
True
Only a coward (da-dada-dada-da)
Dada-dada-da (yeah, what?)

Da-dada-dada-dada-da
Da-dada-dada-da (wooh)
Dada-dada-da
Da-dada-dada-dada-da
Da-dada-dada-da (wooh)
Dada-dada-da